Chapter 92: Inexpensive and High-Quality "Miss"

The [Guang] field of Yiji is by the lake, when Xiao Hua walked there, there were many shuttle boats coming from the water, and on the prismatic boats, there were monks with the same costumes, they must be from a sect !

Xiao Hua carefully looked at everything in the square, after all, this is his first time to come to Yiji." I was quite excited, of course, while excited, I was also apprehensive, because I didn't know many things, and I was afraid of falling apart Timid. Look at the monks who came in the same direction as me just now, some swayed, ignored others, and entered Yiji directly, while others, like Xiao Hua, stood a little bit, looked around for a while, from the reserve He took out the cloak from his bag, and put it on his body very skillfully, covering his entire face.

"Huh? This is a good way, why didn't I think of it?" Xiao Hua was slightly surprised, knowing that these people often come to Yiji, and then secretly said: "Forget it, it's just the first time I entered, first Let's take a look, if there are any talismans, buy some with spirit stones first, don't think about the others!"

Having made up his mind, Xiao Hua felt at ease, and walked towards the [Grand] field, before he could reach the edge of the [Grand] field, he heard a voice shouting from the side of the entrance of the [Guang] field: "mí Wan, míwan, cheap and good quality míwan, as long as ten high-grade spirit stones..."

"Ten high-grade spirit stones? Why are they so cheap?" Xiao Hua heard it in his ears, his eyes lit up, his steps quickened, and he ran towards the source of the sound.

It's a pity, he was far from the only one who heard this, when he ran, the stall was already surrounded by many cultivators, Xiao Hua was a little anxious, but all the cultivators in front were more advanced than him, so he didn't dare Squeezing around, "Oh, how could you be míwan?"

A high-pitched voice sounded, it was a female cultivator about twenty-five or six years old who squeezed into the front of the booth. She was draping a very bright míwan on her shoulders, and asked very surprised: "Are you here?" The mí wrist has no effect at all!"

Behind the stall, there is a young monk who is about the same age as Xiao Hua, who is seventeen or eighteen years old. He is extremely fair and his eyes are rolling around. Wan isn't suitable for you, think about it, if you wear my mi Wan, won't it cover up your shy face?"

The female cultivator felt her face turn red when she heard this.

"Don't be so glib, your míwan seems to be able to cover your face, and you can't even cover up your mana. How can you be called a míwan? Let alone ten top-grade spirit stones, in the eyes of the poor, one High-grade spirit stones are worthless!" An elderly monk next to the nun who was also holding a míwan frowned and said without scolding.

"This fellow daoist, at first glance, is a seasoned casual cultivator with a wealth of experience! I really admire the poor Taoist. To be honest, what fellow daoist said is of course míwan, but this míwan is not that míwan , the míwan of Qiqiaomen can cover everything of a monk,

There are many uses, but not all míwan in the world should have the function of Qiqiaomen míwan! "The young monk didn't feel timid at all, and the first brother took it for granted: "Some people can't cover the cultivation base of the monks, they can only change the cultivation base. Think about it, even those of us monks in the Qi refining stage can see our true colors even if we wear real míwan Jindan stage or Yuanying stage seniors. Instead of this, you wear real míwan, hua After spending dozens or hundreds of top-quality spirit stones, wouldn't it be possible to hide it from the foundation-building seniors? Then everyone, think about it a little more, are you willing to pay such a high price to buy a real Qiqiaomen míwan? "

"Nonsense, if Pindao had so many spirit stones, he would have gone to the north of the city long ago and still be able to hang out in Yijiu?" A stout monk sneered.

"Fellow Taoist, it will be a matter of time before you go to the north of the city depending on your cultivation, so don't be in a hurry, just listen to what the poor Taoist has to say.

"The young monk cupped his hands and said with a smile: "If you don't have tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of high-grade spirit stones, and you only spend hundreds of high-grade spirit stones and buy ordinary míwan, you can only change your cultivation base. Low, what can it be changed into? Besides the Qi refining period, isn't it still the Qi refining period? What's the difference between this and wearing míwan or not? "

As soon as the young monk's words came out, Xiao Hua understood, but no, that's exactly the case, the secrets of Qiqiaomen really don't have any meaning to Xiao Hua, and it's impossible to say that the monks in the foundation period can see his true 〖 〗Really, what is the difference between it and an ordinary cloak?

"Hahaha, no wonder your míwan is so cheap! It's just like a cloak!" The stout monk laughed loudly, mocking: "If you say so, the poor will only need to use a low-grade spirit stone Just buy a cloak, which can also cover your face, so what's the use of your so-called míwan covering your face???"

As he said that, the monk threw the míwan that he had already held in front of the young monk, and walked away. Everyone laughed when they heard it, and then they dispersed. Only the female nun at the front still held it in her hand. Mí Wan hesitated a little, "This fellow Taoist, you still know the pearl with your eyes, where do you go to find this kind of goods? If you don't want to regret it, you should make a move now..." The young monk said hastily.

"But" the female cultivator pursed her lips and said, "Poverty Dao also has a cloak, it just depends on whether you are beautiful and can cover your face, but Poor Dao doesn't care!"

"Ah?" Xiao Hua had already come to the front at this time, and he couldn't help smiling bitterly in his heart after hearing this, thinking that the "Peacock Illusion" that Xiao Xianrui bought in the Easy Market wasn't all because of bright things?

"Hey, this female cultivator is really not a male cultivator!" Xiao Hua sighed, secretly thinking in his heart, but then he laughed even more dumbly, these words... are not generally correct! ! !

"Fellow Taoist, if you really like it, you're just a poor Taoist, and it's the first time Yiji has opened today. Let me spare you three spirit stones, but only seven top-grade spirit stones. What do you think?" the young monk asked. The determination of his face seemed to be cutting flesh from him!

"This..." The nun bit her mouth, her expression still disappointed, she just wanted to put the míwan in her hand on the ground!

"Forget it, since fellow daoists love it so much, poor daoist, if it weren't for the strict order of the master, what's the point of giving this míwan to fellow daoists? The ancients said it well, a sword stares at a hero, and red makeup matches a beauty. Daoist friends should wear it, how about five top-grade spirit stones?" The young monk's face was slightly pale, and it seemed that he had really reached the bottom line!

"Hee hee, that's what you said!" The female cultivator chuckled, quickly slapped the storage bag with five high-grade spirit stones in her hands, handed them to the young monk, turned around and left!

"Ai n" the young monk sighed helplessly, shook his head lightly, his eyes full of "helplessness"——

In just a moment, the young cultivator raised his head and saw Xiao Hua approaching the stall, his face immediately changed expression, full of smiles,

He picked up a míwan in front of him and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, at first glance he looks like a jade-like figure. A casual cultivator like you is the easiest to be targeted by others. If it wasn't for that míwan to cover his face, You will take the trouble to find female nuns who want to double cultivate with you! "

"This..." Xiao Hua smiled bitterly after hearing this, he also wanted to see it, so he stretched out his hand to take it unconsciously.

"Fellow Daoist's vision is really sharp. You really know what you're looking for, so you just want to show your appreciation to Fellow Daoist. Needless to say, that fellow Daoist gave out seven spirit stones just now, and the poor Daoist will give you a little bit of benefits, only six high-grade spirit stones." Shi, you look like a plow"

Xiao Hua held this so-called míwan in his hand, and watched it carefully, this míwan was made of something unknown, it was very light, but, except for some runes on the cloak on the head, other places were the same as ordinary Taoist robes no difference.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Hua said with a smile: "I don't know which sect you belong to?"

"Huh? The Daoists are clamoring "If you want to buy it, just make an offer, if it's suitable," the poor Taoist will give it to you, why bother with the poor Taoist? The left and right poor Taoists are not casual cultivators" have no friendship with you! "The young monk frowned and replied extremely displeased, his face full of vigilance.

"Hey, since Fellow Daoist knows that Poor Dao is a Loose Cultivator, how can Poor Dao afford six high-grade spirit stones?" Xiao Hua said with a smile.

The young cultivator glanced at Xiao Hua, and said: "Actually, this fellow daoist, what the poor Taoist said is not pleasant, I don't think you need to buy something like the poor Taoist, even if you cover it up Don't hide your face, but it's so low that Kuwei is also a master who wants to cover up, why don't you save more spirit stones and buy a defensive Taoist robe, that's the right way!"

"míwan said: "Actually, to be honest, the style of this míwan is much better than the Taoist robe, and the pindao likes it very much! "

"You..." the young cultivator hated that iron could not be made into steel, picked up the miwan, threw it to Xiao Hua, and said with a sneer: "Since fellow daoists love beauty so much, the poor Taoist will fulfill you, this miwan bystanders I bought it, at least six spirit stones, if fellow daoists want it, take five, forget it, just take three top-grade spirit stones!"

Then, he muttered in a low voice: "I'm afraid it's three yuan... I can't even get it out!"

Sure enough, Xiao Hua murmured: "Friend Daoist, this..."

"You really don't have three top-grade spirit stones, do you?" The young monk was stunned, and said angrily, "Fellow Daoist, these three spirit stones are the lowest limit for a poor Taoist. After working hard for more than a month, you always You can't let the hard work of Pindao be in vain!"

Xiao Hua raised his eyebrows when he heard it, and understood a little.

"Oh, these three spirit stones are the lowest price that my master gave me. The poor Taoist sees that fellow Taoists really want them, and you really can't afford the master's spirit stones based on your cultivation, so I said it. It really can't be done anymore. Reduced!" The young monk said hastily.

"I don't have a top-grade spirit stone, I don't know what you want in exchange?" Xiao Hua said with a smile.

"Hey, without spirit stones, what good things can you have?" The young monk waved his hand and sighed, "Forget it, look at your cultivation level, poor Taoist was as down and out as you back then, so I don't want to tell you anything Now, take out all the spirit stones you have, and I will give it to you!"

After the young monk finished speaking, his eyes were fixed on Xiao Hua, which was quite intriguing.

How could Xiao Hua take advantage of this, although he didn't know why the young monk stared at him, he just shook his head and said: "You just need to say what you want, if the poor man has it, the poor man will naturally take it out, if not, the poor man will turn around just go!"

"Yeah!" The young monk nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist indeed has a certain personality, which is not what I expected from a poor Taoist. Straightforwardness is easy to break. This should not be the personality of casual cultivators."

After that, he looked around and saw that there were no monks around, and said with a smile: "You can take this míwan, although this míwan is worth three high-grade spirit stones, it is also something made by the poor Taoist himself, and I will give it to you It's nothing!"

"Really want to send me?" Xiao Hua was stunned, the attitude of the young monk was completely different from just now. He couldn't figure out the meaning of the year monks 1

"Hehe, take it. When Pindao was your age, his cultivation base was not high, and he suffered all kinds of humiliation. When I see you now, I think of myself back then. But in the eyes of Pindao, míwan is just three years old. A piece of spirit stone, if it is with you, can play a greater role, even if the poor don't want these three pieces of spirit stone, I will be relieved!" The young monk said sincerely.

"Ah n" these words were heard in Xiao Hua's ears, they were really familiar, isn't this exactly what I said to Fan Riguan's family? A top-grade Wuta pill has only the meaning of healing and commemoration for myself, but for Zhu Xi'er and others, it means a complete life and a fresh life: similarly, this míwan is three yuan for young monks High-grade spirit stones, but for me, a casual cultivator who only has the second level of refining qi, it may be a life!

"Although there are intrigues in the world of comprehension, and although there are strong prey to the weak, there are still people who sympathize with the weak and help the weak!" Xiao Hua felt a little emotional!

So, Xiao Hua said with a smile: "Thank you fellow daoist, in fact, poor daoists don't have spirit stones, but they do have some Fireball Talismans, I don't know if fellow daoists need them?"

"Fireball Talisman?" The young monk nodded without a wrinkle, "Well, that's fine, if a fellow daoist wants to give it to you, let's give it according to the price!"

"Okay n" Xiao Hua nodded, looked left and right, clapped his hands, took out the four Fireball Talismans, and handed them to the young monk.

The young monk saw that there were four fireball talismans, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, I've got my heart. This fireball talisman, huh? High-grade." When he held it in his hand and was about to decline, he suddenly recognized it and was surprised. Looking at Xiao Hua, he looked around again, first put the fireball talisman into the storage bag, and said in a low voice: "Don't fellow daoists use it for self-defense? Even if you want to change, you should change into some defensive Taoist robes!" "

Xiao Hua smiled and said nothing!

"Well, since that's the case, the poor monk will accept it!" The young monk didn't say much, and said again: "The poor Taoist is in line, I don't know how to call you?"

"Poverty Xiao Hua, I have met Fellow Daoist Fu!" Xiao Hua bowed his hands and saluted.

"Hehe, fellow daoist Xiao, you're welcome!" Fu Han smiled, and there was more to say when someone came over, and he immediately greeted him loudly: "This fellow daoist, come quickly and have a look at the cheap and high-quality míwan" a.